sorry i just needed to write this

Wow This Is Gay

@trashy-potatos asked: Hey! I was just wondering, could you write some boyf riends fluff please?? I’m not in the best place rn and I just need a ton of fluff and like,,,,your just really awesome at writing fluff. Yeah your just awesome.

BEAR OMG OF COURSE IM SORRY YOURE SAD AND THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG I WAS SCREWING AROUND WITH MY NEW PHONE


After the whole SQUIP incident, Michael and Jeremy had found themselves complimenting each other a lot more. Maybe it was because they’re feelings for each other were more obvious than ever, or maybe it was because they both realized how bad the others insecurities were. Either way they’d randomly tell each other how amazing the other was, and would get into full on compliment battles.

And that’s where they were now. They were walking in the hallway and Jeremy had tripped over a lose tile, Michael chuckled “you even make tripping adorable”

“Dude but you literally make everything adorable!”

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Tiptoes

Can we please stop writing Magnus as some delicate flower that can’t defend himself and needs Alec for everything. Stop making Magnus delicate so you can feel comfortable shipping Malec. Magnus is played by Harry Shum jr who towers over most people and is broad as fuck. People that say that he needs to stand up on his tip toes to kiss Alec are just making him seem more delicate than he needs to be.
(I got way too carried away)

Hey guys...just an FYI

I just placed all my Darcyland fics except Fangs on hiatus until September.  

Sorry if this makes things difficult for anyone.  Just know I’m coming back to them later. 

I just need a break.  I’m disillusioned.  It’s not fun anymore and I was here because it was.  Just a lot of little gripes that kept stacking up and stacking up.  

I’ll still be taking prompts and writing DL prompts for 6SS when I open it back up.  I just need a little bit of time to recoup.  <3  

Thanks, guys.  <3  Ilu all.  <3

P.S  I’ll also be doing some work on my Ao3 fic list.  Moving some of the shorter fics under 500 words into corresponding short fic collections.  They’ll be organized by ship, though.  So don’t worry about them clogging up the fic searches.  So don’t freak out if a short fic you like disappears.  It’s probably just in a ficlet collection.  

#60 “I need you to pretend we’re dating.”

Prompt by awesome @t-ninjaa from this post

“I need you to pretend we’re dating.”

“What?” Root was completely shocked by Shaw’s request. She had come into Bloomingdales to watch Shaw work the make-up counter because that was just about the funniest thing she had ever seen in her life. The way Shaw interacted with customers was pretty priceless, from her disinterest to mild hostility to almost out right disgust with the whole situation. Shaw’s demonstrations of her general lack of enthusiasm for the whole retail process was comedy gold for Root. Who never really stopped smiling whenever she watched the grumpy primary asset sell cosmetics while threatening customers. Here she was yet again, sitting on a stool, sipping an iced coffee and asking for another Shaw make-over. She was really hoping that Shaw would take her to one of the supply rooms again and make-over her lower regions.

“Just give me your hand, geesh.” Shaw reached over the counter and grabbed Root’s hand and laced their fingers together. Shaw enjoyed watching Root get all flushed over this simple contact while trying to hide it and be cool about it. Okay, she begrudgingly admitted that Root’s hand was soft and she didn’t necessary mind touching it.

Root stared at Shaw flabbergasted. “Is this for a mission?” Root looked down at their joined hands and felt a warmth spread through her body.

Before Shaw could snap back at her a guy, a fellow co-worker, walked over to them and eyed them up and down suggestively. His name tag read ‘Marco’ and his mere presence resulted in Shaw rolling her eyes numerous times. Root was almost jealous Marco got more eye rolls than she did.

“Helloooo, Stacy.” The way Marco slithered up to Root and Shaw it was surprising he didn’t leave a trail of slime in his wake. “Is this your woman? Because if she is, we can all go to the club together.” He emphasized the word ‘together’ in an all around creepy way.

Root couldn’t stop her eyebrows from raising up about as high as they could go. Shaw recognized this look, if Marco didn’t walk or crawl away soon, he might be losing his knees or his life. 

“Hi Marco, we can’t go because I’ll be giving my girlfriend here Stacy, so many orgasms she won’t be able to walk, let alone dance.” Root lifted up their joined hands and kissed Shaw’s fingers.

“Fucking lesbians.” Marco scoffed, shook his head and started to walk away.

Shaw watched Marco walk away with a smirk on her face, then she saw Root was about to say something. “Don’t say it.”

“Sameen, please.” Root leaned over the counter and whispered into Shaw’s ear. “It’s all set up…you’re giving me blue bean innuendo.” Root pouted to Shaw. “There was even pun potential.”

This time Shaw leaned over the counter to whisper into Root’s good ear, flicking her tongue on said good ear. Root gasped and nearly fell off the stood. “If you say one more thing, I won’t show you the new shipment of luminizer we got in the back supply closet.”

anonymous asked:

This is silly but I need some reassurance, I guess. I see so many langblrs learning dozens or even hundred new words per day, which is totally awesome and motivating and admirable. But the thing is, that I suck at memorisation and therefore learn only a few new words every day. I know because of this it'll take me longer to learn the language but that's alright (more or less). It's just, I don't know, it makes me feel lazy or not good enough. Could you give me some positivity? Sorry for annoying

Don’t apologize for writing this ask, it’s not annoying or anything.

So, learning in a slow way it’s okay. You don’t have to compete with others, you have your own speed apparently. Also, I’m not sure if it helps you if i say this or not, but i think you learn your first language now. Why i say this? Usually the first language is the hardest one. After it, it will be a bit easier to learn words and grammar, just learn in your way for now.

Don’t compare yourself to others. They have their strengths and weaknesses, so do you. Maybe learning vocabulary isn’t your cup of tea. However, you might be better than others at something else.

Also, they might learn today many words but they don’t do that daily. Let’s face it, we all take days off or we just aren’t in the mood for certain things.

And the most important thing. Never think you’re lazy only because your “the best” isn’t the same as someone else’s. You work just as hard as them so you shouldn’t underestimate yourself that much. You should also reward yourself after you learned some words.

Now, for memorization, if you have some sticky notes, place them around the house. This is a slow way of learning vocabulary because usually it takes days until you learn everything but it’s a way to learn a large quantity of words in the shortest period of time. Your mind is usually that amazing that it can notice words/faces when you don’t pay attention to them. Another idea will be to create a mind palace or use mnemonics. These 3 ways are the fastest. Oh, there’s also an app called 9000 words or so and it has a variety of languages, they send you notifications with random words at every 15, 30, 1h or 3h (you choose the time) and semper is good too, usually with semper you learn around 70-100 words weekly without even noticing.

In conclusion, don’t give up and don’t start to underestimate yourself only because vocabulary is your weakness now. You can train your memory, it’s not something that can’t be changed. You’ll get better. ^^

Current Requests I am working on

I haven’t forgotten any of you! I’m super sorry if you’ve been waiting weeks for me to get your request done. I’m a bit backed up with them, but I’m trying to get them done in a timely manner. 

My current list of fics I am writing:

King Negan x Rick- This should be the next fic I post. I have the whole premise planned out, just need to write it.

Professor Negan- I’ve been trying to come up with a sexy, original plot line for this one, but I feel like it’s SO overdone. Once I come up with something, I’ll make sexy professor smut.

Mockery Part 2- For those of you who loved Lana, I fully plan on bringing her and her sassy attitude back.

Devoted Part 3- This is mostly for @ashzombie13. I think I left my OC in a cell, and I want to give this series a proper ending.

Abuse Survivor- This was requested by anon a few weeks ago, about a plus size woman who was formerly abused by her boyfriend. I want to make sure I do this one right, so it’s taking a while.

Negan knocks her up (Combine with the Rae Request)- I have had two fic requests about Negan getting her pregnant. So I’m gonna combine these and try and give you both what you want. Two birds, one stone. 

‘All of Me’ Fluff Request- @jasoncrouse I am probably going to work on this next week. I don’t actually know that song too well, so I’m gonna listen to the lyrics a few times and come up with a story line based off them for you.

No Good Part 2- I JUST posted this fic, but it’s been well received. I will get my requests done before I write any sequels, but I totally plan on continuing this series.

Thank you all so much for being patient with me. I’m also trying to release Raise Hell chapters every Monday, and it can be a lot. Just know that I haven’t forgotten any of you, and I fully intend to finish all these requests.

Until further notice, CSM is on hiatus.

I’m sorry, guys. I need to reconnect with this story again because I’ve lost the narration. And I don’t want to just slap shit on a page and publish it for the fucking sake of updating, that’s not right to me.

This story is important and I thank everyone who loves it as much as I do. Your comments and kudos and messages mean the world to me but I need to take a step back. Hopefully, this won’t last long and I’ll have chapters out ASAP but.. Anyway, thank you for your time and love and support for CSM! We’ll meet back up with Wonder Boy and Killua, again!

anonymous asked:

Wait, so do you, like, do questions for Flug and Blackhat or anything? If so, I have a question for Blackhat.... Done any hardcore fucking with the doc yet? =p

“Pfft. Eager, aren’t you. Sorry to disappoint you, but no, nothing rough yet. We’ve been taking things… well, as slow as need be, anyways.”

(Hmm I suppose taking questions could be fun…. just know that they won’t be my main priority over writing, so I can’t promise you consistency with answers. :) Though I can probably do them alongside writing easily enough. I dinnae. We’ll see how it goes! (As for anyone that isn’t interested in seeing these, just blacklist the tag “ask BH and Flug”! )

I just okay I need to write this out so I can process it

Okay so, my mum is in an awful mood cos of work, fine, she is mostly, I help her with that and try to be understanding. But she yells at me for getting frustrated because I’ve asked my sister on 3 separate nights now to do the two second job of feeding my cat and she just runs away like its a game. She then lets my cat out even though its raining and he’s already had his last meal which SHE KNOWS gives me the most major anxiety because I dont think he’s going to come back and I worry about him so much, she did it even though I asked her REPEATEDLY not to do it, nearly in tears because it really hits my anxiety, like my cat is the most precious thing in the world to me. So I went out in the pouring rain to go and get my cat back after he’d had the chance to go to the bathroom and she yelled at me for it. And then I was explaining why I’d had to go outside to my sister, perfectly normally if a bit frustrated because of what my mum did, only for my dad to come in and scream at me for ‘being sharp with my sister’ even though I was not and both me and my sister were telling him that I was not. To the point where as soon as he left I started crying and my sister had the grace to comfort me

im twenty why the fuck am I still getting treated like this

More Watertribe Lance
Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.

And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly

(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)

Once, someone told me that my art looks like painted with wind and I never stop thinking about this comment since then. It made me smile, because my art reflected - at least for someone - the way I behave when I paint. I never realised that on my own. My brain accelerates and I hear all kinds of noises except my own thoughts. I paint fast, but it’s not like I want to win a race. Painting fast doesn’t leave time to think or hesitate.  Thinking avoid accidents. My art is made of accidents.

If I stop, for any reason, there is silence and my inspiration to paint that particular piece simply disappears. it’s like my painting or drawing is something brief. Like. not exactly a feeling, but a sensation that I translate into the canvas and it only last in that particular moment.

As a Digital Artist, I started to ask myself if I would be able to surprise myself again. Nothing I was doing now seemed to be enough in Photoshop or any other software. I tried to find solutions without knowing the solution was out of the computer this time. I got out of my comfort zone a lot of time, but when do I got out of a one called technology? Rarely - and this was making me doubt about my hability as a visual artist.

Watercolor is exactly what I need at this moment of my life. Every bushstroke is a surprise for me. It’s more about my feelings and sensation than technique and execution itself. There are no ctrl+z this time. It is what it is and I love this, because it shows more of my identity than any other media. I trully believe I’m doing something weird with watercolor, technically. I should spend more time mixing colors - but that would break my concentration and it just doesn’t work for me to spend 5 minutes mixing colors in the palette. And, honestly, I don’t want to be technical. I just want to feel good. And it’s working :)

(more watercolor sketches at instagram @blvnk.art!)

everything in between...

After the final battle, Killian and Emma finally find their way home. (I like imagining the conversations we never see, and the sexy times that follow)
rated M, 1200 words


The walk up to their door seems endless, both of them clinging to the last tendrils of adrenaline keeping them upright after a hellishly long day. Killian’s lost track of the hour, but his body feels every minute spent, muscles still burning from his climb and fall from the beanstalk, head aching from clenching his teeth as Emma performed her Savior’s sacrifice before his eyes. Her fingers give his a gentle squeeze causing her wedding ring to press against his and like a rope snapping loose in the wind, he becomes completely untethered. Eyes burning with overflowing emotion, he stops, turns and gathers her close, tucking his face into her hair as hot tears splash down over his cheeks.

“Hey, what’s wrong?”

Shaking his head, he just pulls her in tighter, not sure of how to express the weight of everything crashing down over him, just knowing he needs to hold her and allow himself a moment to find his bearings. Her woolen cap is slightly rough against his temple, but it’s so achingly Emma that he finds himself leaning further into it, the threads drying the tracks of his tears. Keeping his hook anchored against her back, he loosens his grip on her jacket so he can cup her cheek with his hand, forcing a shaky smile upon his lips as he finds her worried eyes with his own.

“Sorry, Swan, it’s been an exceedingly trying day.”

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SKAM S04E08 Clip 6 - Happy Birthday to you

ADAM: We’re fasting. We’re not having hotdogs.

ESKILD: Is that Fedon Lindberg, or who is it?

LINN: I’ve probably had chlamydia like thirteen times, it’s like.. Just take some antibiotics and it’s gone.

VILDE: Yeah.

LINN: But in the eye? I haven’t heard that one before.

EVEN: You can just do it from your side. Should I do it now? Bad hit!

ELIAS: Awesome! Look what he did now.

EVEN: Hey, guys!

MAGNUS: Hey! Hey. I’m Magnus.

ELIAS: I’m Elias.

MAGNUS: You know my girlfriend.

ELIAS: Oh.. The blonde one?

MAGNUS: Yeah.

ELIAS: Right! Yeah, yeah, yeah. She has talked lots about you.

MAGNUS: She did?

ELIAS: Yeah, she talked about you a lot.

MAGNUS: What does she say about me?

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You know what I’ve just noticed? You know what breaks my heart?

In this scene, when Lexa tells Clarke “Ai gonplei ste odon”, and Clarke responds by “No, I won’t accept that”, you can see Lexa slightly smiling.

You’re driven to fix everything for everyone. 

Even in her last moments, Lexa lovingly smiles, and stares at Clarke. She’s staring at the girl who always makes the best decision for her people, the girl who never backs away from a possibility to make peace with her ennemies, the girl who always wants to save as many people as she can. 

With her last bits of strength, she smiles and stares lovingly at Clarke. 

What she finds is partly comfort, because she knows the girl she loves will always be herself. She will always seek the best in life. Even in the worst situations. 

But as we can see, Lexa has tears in her eyes. She unsuccessfully closes her eyes to hold back her tears, but knows some are still escaping. 

Now, do you believe Lexa, Commander of thirteen clans, a long time trained fighter and leader, who is used to suffering in silence, both physically and mentally, who willingly grabbed a sword with her bare hands, freshly and quickly slicing them in the way, would cry? 

Yes, taking a bullet freaking hurts, but Lexa wouldn’t cry at the physical pain.

Lexa is crying, because as much as she finds comfort in seeing that Clarke is, and will always be, herself in any kind of situation, she knows who she’s leaving behind. She knows that she’s once again abandoning Clarke, and that, once again, Clarke will be hurt because of her. Only this time, Lexa wasn’t the one to make that choice. 

This time, they’re not in the cold, dark woods near Mount Weather. They’re in Polis, the place that made Clarke fall for Lexa once again, a place reflecting hope, and life. They’re in Lexa’s home, a place where they exchanged rough, and yet sweet conversations, where Clarke found peace while drawing Lexa in her sleep, where she found Lexa’s fears and hopes for the future; but mostly, where they found each other, going desperately and hungrily after each other’s lips barely a few hours ago.

Lexa was never afraid of dying, but this time, just to lay by Clarke’s side in their bed, she wishes she could just breathe a little longer.

And this time, as Clarke kisses her goodbye, Lexa falls asleep for good, only wishing she could hold those lips against her own forever. 

asfkjasklfajsfmk HECK

the finale could’ve ended with bearded, battle weary Jack going back to the past and it would be like Aku sending young Jack into the future, and a second later BAM GRITTY, BLOODY SAMURAI POPS IN AND SLICES HIM WITH 50 YEARS AMOUNT OF ANGRY JUSTICE

i wanted to see a very tired Jack, with dark circles underneath his eyes, finally breathing for the first time in his life with no worries because his quest has ended. he’s free. he’s completed his lifelong mission, everyone is safe from the wrath of Aku. he returns to the mines (maybe with Ashi) and frees his parents. HIS PARENTS, MAN. they’re so old and fatigued and then when Jack returns from Aku’s lair, they see this old warrior approaching and confused him with someone else entirely. Jack hugs the hell outta them, crying, and it was then his mother and father recognized those soft eyes that belonged to their little son. they hug for the longest time, and Ashi, standing there and looking down at them. she’s so happy for him, but it didn’t make her stop wishing that she had a family as good and loving as Jack does. Jack could feel it and asks Ashi to join them in the group hug. she’s reluctant, because she’s a daughter of Aku, the being that put them in this miserable life, but Jack didn’t care for that. she saved his life and helped him save the world. Jack looks softly at her and said “you are part of this family now.” and they fricking hug it out while the other subjects cry and cheer for them both.

like can you even imagine how much the amount karkat loves valentine’s day terrifies dave lmao

no big just your boyfriend’s secret-but-everyone-knows-it favorite holiday and btw your participation in it specifically is what makes or breaks the entire experience so I guess if you have trouble expressing feelings genuinely you better work on that shit because even though karkat would never actually hold that against you you know that you have the power to either make him deliriously happy or just leave him kind of sad and disappointed but the problem is even though you KNOW he doesn’t even need all that much to achieve the former you’re still afraid that you’ll put actual effort in and still disappoint him and you’re fucking terrified!!!!

(he’ll do fine but oh god the agonizing… the agonizing)